4/2/22:

I was sitting at a baseball game in a lawn chair. I was near the parking lot sitting near where there were a bunch of pitchers and catchers warming up. A couple balls got away into tall grass. I got up to look for them to help out. So did my friend Dave. I decided to keep the one I found since the players clearly didn't care. Dave threw his back to a player but the throw was wild and the pitcher had to jump to catch it, missed, then ran to pick the ball up. The manager stood on top of the dugout and yelled at the pitcher, "Execute! Execute!" as the pitcher threw it to first base. The umpire in the game then said "Ghost runner's out!"

4/2/21:

I was at a baseball game behind the first base dugout, maybe fifteen rows back. I went with my stepdaughters (I don't have stepdaughters in real life). The youngest kept sitting right up against me and was afraid that at some point a batter would make contact with a pitch (clearly she's a child growing up on today's game...). The oldest was standing by a building(?) next to the dugout. She wanted to reach out to grab a foul ball, but she decided to wear a thigh-length homecoming dress so she didn't want to reach out because everyone behind her would see her behind. I just sat quietly because I was surprised I had step-children since I had no knowledge of ever being married in the first place.